Stressreliefx - Stress Relief

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[ He wouldn’t turn down even more affection from Lucifer, humming into the kiss, edging back and forth across the line of sweet and chaste and getting messy about it. ]

How lucky am I t’have a husband who takes such care organisin’ things for my comfort.

[ Licked his lips, enjoying the buzz lingering there from the kiss. ]

The paddin’ is good. Helps remind me not t’jus’ break out of them when I get desperate.

Least I can do for someone that would willingly cramp themselves under a desk like that for me. [Lucifer picked up pen to write on the documents each in turn. Taking time and diligence like he did for most things.]

Or call me husband. [A quiet truth spoken in that. Signing first paper and setting it to the side into a desk organizer that had some papers in it already. They’d be collected and redistributed once he left for the day.]

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Mmm, well. Y’can blame humans for it, at least. Bureaucracy is a plague on society I don’ think even Hell’s most fucked up minds could have come up with originally.

[ He would take another moment, then push himself back up onto his feet, going to grab his pants at least. ]

There is at least some fun with the whole fuckin’ someone over your desk or havin’ them under it, at least.

[ Once partially clothed, he’d come around behind Lucifer, leaning over him to also look at the paperwork, shamelessly and not at all subtly groping Lucifer’s pecs through his shirt. ] 

Anythin’ I can help with, t’make m’wonderful, sexy husband’s life a lil easier?

Truth enough. All these trappings are very...human. [Blech. Shook out his shoulders a moment like a tingle went up his spine.]

Heh, quite. You fit nicely in both spaces. [He smirked freely about that. Doing a brief and goofy alternating flex of his chest while Rook had hold of it before he refocused, sighing.] Steal me away to a Godless planet with alien extravagance where you and those we love can live outside of all this? [He was joking the same way someone might suggest winning the lottery might solve all the problems.

The paperwork was endless as the drawer was technically more space than it seemed. Some of it was his shipping business. More of it was just...Infernal drudgery. Deal records and suggested nefarious activities and complaints and promotion bids and the like.

He reached in and removed three papers to set on the desk.] I should get these done and the rest can wait.

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[ He would reward Lucifer with some kisses along his jaw and throat when he was spun around, clinging happily to him. And then they were in bed, and he would snuggle up to him, dragging fingers through Lucifer’s hair. ]

Absolutely bafflin’ how I make y’into all this, isn’ it?

[ Snorted. ]

Y’been burnin’ the candle at both ends again, looks like, Lucifer. Need some time t’relax…

[Leaned into the fingers in his hair and snuffed out some air.]

Completely and always. Don’t think I’m going to figure it out since I still haven’t.

[He set his head on Rook’s lap and sighed. Full of air he was getting out of himself. Extension of him relaxing, maybe.]

I know. I know. Soon. You know how I feel about October. I’ll take a whole break then. For now, you can complain about it in the meantime. As long as you also call me handsome and pretty and wonderful. [He had that praise thing, after all.]

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[ Rook liked the intensity of it, especially when he concentrated on the way the pen scored those lines into the paper and left its trail of ink behind. Shuddered a bit about it. ]

Oh, well. I know y’could always stop me if I did somethin’ you really didn’ like.

But I do also know how, ah, stuff down here works. So I appreciate the risk. Plus I won’ lie I do get a nice lil Prideful thrill whenever I get t’call you m’husband, got you all wrapped around m’finger in this gay as fuck relationship an’ family an’ everythin’. Y’mine an’ I’m yours, jus’ ‘cause we decided we want it like that.

[ Wouldn’t call him on the blush directly but would take it as an excuse to get even hammier about the affection. ]

[The push on the haminess certainly spread the color across his nose bridge and a bit into his cheeks. Fucking. Stones. Made his ears start burning enough for him to notice and reach up to rub at one of the edges of one. Not used to the sensation when he occupied Duncan.

He stood up suddenly and scooped Rook. Putting him over shoulder with arm banded across the back of his knees to start walking with him. Taking a brief pause to smack him on the butt as he stepped them through time-space in a jump to get them to the house.]

Menace.

Expression went soft. Shivering hard between the words, the bite, and the firm strokes through already wet spotted boxer-briefs. Breath warm and heavy on her shoulder.

She was intense. When she wanted to be.

Though the sudden flagging confident made him chuckle, slightly winded. One day he'd get her to stop second guessing herself. For now, he inhaled sharp through her bite before he was up near her ear again. Offering a quiet placating groan of pleasure before speking,

"My word is feather. There are few things you can do to me that I won't like." He kissed the spot between her shoulder and throat. Dragging teeth into skin a little. "I don't get on my knees. Unless I choose to." That was the hard limit. Aside form some standards about hygiene and bodily functions. Functional knee use, like now, obviously didn't count.

He hoped that gave her some confidence.

Lucifer sat back some and started removing clothing articles that weren't needed. All the ones except for the tie~ That she seemed to love pulling. "You do seem to like this body best." A smug tease as composure returned for a moment. Bringing her her hands to his skin on his chest and torso. "I know you want to tell me what do to. Tell me. Do I need to help you get strapped up, love? Do I need to lay down and prep while you get ready?" Encouraging her to be herself.

That's all he'd ever wanted. All that made him love her. All that got him so hard as he was right now.

“What if I want all of the above?” Irene whispers against his throat, finally getting his belt buckle free and pulling it loose before launching the entire belt across the room. It had angered her, daring to stand in the way of her and the treasure she sought. The pants were next, unbuttoned and unzipped so she could slip her hand inside.

“I’m going to put it on, then I want to watch you fuck yourself on it. I wanna hear my name on your lips when you cum.” She bites his neck, leaving a nice little mark. “Then it’ll be my turn to ride you and ooh am I going to ride you. Then when I can’t move anymore, fuck me like you’re trying to give our baby a brother.”

She strokes him through his underwear, biting his neck again before pausing. “Ah, if that’s okay of course. I want you badly but not enough to make you uncomfortable…and you can choose form. I’ll fuck both…but if you’re going to switch to the other form, we gotta make sure we put the tie on. I want it to stay on.”

Thinking about doms in collars. They crawl on all fours, make soft noises, nuzzle your tights just until you let your guard down, just for pinning you against the floor and biting your neck so hard blood paints their lips. They growl and fuck you rough and senseless as you pull their leash, and you realize you're not the one in control anymore; you never were. You are prey and will be treated as such.

nsft body info

duncan has a mild length (5 to 6 inch range), but girthy as heck dick (real soda can situation) and a matching pair. he is 'uncut'. his butt’s toned with a little bit of softness like the rest of his physique. nips are kind of small and dark tinted. his dick’s light skinned and so it gets pinker, sometimes redder, than the rest of him when he’s aroused. he’s bulky and square and hard with that slight healthy padding. heavy and stone built. fair tall. he has sparse body hair. Kind of thin and nearly invisible most places and frequently entirely shaven off by lucifer, heh. he gets to feeling itchy about it when he's wearing duncan. duncan cares less and will get stubbly in the facial hair department very quickly (and his sparse hair elsewhere will come back during that time).

lucifer has below mild length (3-4ish inches) and is not very girthy. he’s petite and kind of ‘fun sized’ in that department. he was not created with foreskin. has no visible outward scrotum, his anatomy has kept all of that internal. about where they should be he is soft and a little puffy even when he’s not aroused. when he is aroused, he has a clitoris that gets pretty swollen and visible. not a generous amount of labia present, but enough to look a little bit frilly or petal like. there is a puffiness that comes from arousal that isn’t present when not. lucifer’s skin tone was lacking a color and he did get very blue when aroused, but as recently been regaining his healthy copper tones which gives him a duskier/darker shade of blue to his male genitalia. Though his female genitals still become a more vibrant blue shade. his breasts aren’t very big and are barely enough to cup in hands or slightly more than that. His nips are pretty big, but defined and also darker/duskier than the rest of his skin. His butt is toned, but that is hidden by a generous amount of softness that rounds it off. his overall physique is androgynous as well as athletic or ‘dancer like’ with slightly more muscle mass than that. very small, elegant, and powerful rolled into one. (He flushes up with that blue color as his blood is a shade of darker blue that gets into areas like his lips and tongue etc) he has no body hair, naturally, that isn't decorative like his head hair and eyebrows etc. he also has no belly button as he wasn't "born" like a mammalian creature.

Duncan has no piercings, but will be adorned on occasion with a ring or a cage. The ring is usually something of a spelled bit of gold metal that serves a purpose similar to cage, but has a lot more elasticity to prevent dangerous pinching even when hard. The cages are less so, but are very fancy and filigreed as well as day-to-day discreet. Lucifer wears these when in Duncan for his own 'comfort' as he gets annoyed with his own emotive erections often. He really goes out of his way to pen himself up in everything he does. Lucifer, out of host, has gotten more receptive to the idea of decorating himself. He has gotten a number of piercings and wears quite a bit more decorative jewelry for them, his hands, his ears, and even his horns and wings when he has those as well as a septum.

He has also gotten 'play' jewelry for the benefit of Rook's telekinesis. This includes his nipples, a reverse prince albert, and a clitoral hood.

The make and styles of these tend to be his usual subtle elegant style with use of rubies and obsidian inclusions. Though he has been known to vary to suit an occasion.

[Naturally his head lifted to take stock of the change of reality. It's...

He knows to some degree what Pride is doing. What he'd always done. Slid up next to him with soft little whispering purrs that got him to put his logic down like a draw bridge lowered and let Pride in where he could fuck him up.

That is what Lucifer was expecting, wasn't it? Inviting, even?

Again, it'd been a century or two. Stan wasn't pulverizing Lucifer's sense of self on the regular anymore.

Yet...he still wanted the boost. The attention. The little purr.

His attention eased back onto Pride and he lifted hand to get hold of his face by his chin. Duncan had very large hands for that sort of thing. Leaned his head down the scant couple of inches in the difference of heights between them to be hovering by Pride's ear.]

Tell me some of the reasons. [He said it like an order, but it was a question. A tender request for some praise.]

For a reason. [ His voice had softened to a practical purr. One that he - if asked, he might say - that he reserved only for the Fallen. ]

There were a lot of others I could have courted danger with; risked being burned a hundred times over for. But none of them seemed as worthy of delivering that fate than you.

[ Pride stepped closer then, manipulating the space around them to a slow turn- he couldn’t stop time or anything, but he could make it seem that way. The outside world was muffled and distant. In his little bubble, he would keep Lucifer’s vulnerability secret. Nobody else needed to know. ]

getting my face slapped with a dick before i can take it inside my mouth is such a little sort of teasing thing but it drives me crazy and makes me wet so fast ohhh... yes. i am here before you on my knees, panting impatiently already, but please remind me im yours and im easy to control.

[Can't just do that. (Though Pride obviously could and would do that.) It's intense and over cements the close twisting tie of his emotions and his libido. Steals a breath out of him and he dug dull teeth into the spot under Pride's ear. That's not fair.

Not that he wasn't hard and panting hot against skin in seconds. Awkwardly hunched to keep Pride to himself, almost.

Be mine, be mine, be mine. It is wildly delirious to be getting his emotions metaphorically kicked around and then be caught up intimately in someone's hands. Fingers got into Pride's hair to pull and tilt his head a bit more back where he could kiss him again. Muffling a shaky moan in it.]

[Pulled him in closer somehow.

Okay, you're here. Still.]

Don't do it again.

[Came rasping harshly out of him by Pride's ear in this little interlude. Lucifer was an infernal mess like the rest of them. Everything important always came out wrong. Like threats and violence.

He was always trying a little harder for the short list of people that got close enough to bother for.

P.S. he knew there was no promise to be made, it would likely happen again.]